Ken stopped and pulled out, his cock was covered in her cum. She got all shy and said sorry, she’s never cummed so many times. She looked exhausted ...lready. I laid on the bed on my back, she turned over and wanked my cock. I watched as she moved about, she knelt over my waist playing with my cock as it touched her bald wet pussy with it. She lent over and whispered, I’m going to ride you hard cock, she eased her self up and guided her pussy onto my cock, ooooohh fuck she said, I held her waist. "Randolph Fabio O'Toole-Barone," I said, voicing the e at the end of Barone. "My mother was Irish. My father's family are Sicilian." Oh, God. Windsong and firestorm in the same man. What do we have, multiple personalities?" 'Fraid so. Though my wife accused me once of inheriting the vices of both and the virtues of neither." Where did she come up with that?" I'll never tell. It was a rather racist context." So now I've got to tell you about Lori, hm?" Yes, please." Okay but first tell me why. As I was kneeling there stroking my cock I felt a hand run up my butt up under my t-shirt across my back. I turned to look over my shoulder to see who was petting me. A younger guy maybe mid 20’s I’ll call Jose, he leaned over my shoulder to watch the action with me, and whispered in my ear “I like your ass”. As I was stroking my cock, Jose started to run his hand down my back and into my jeans. He was caressing my ass, and ever so slightly touching my brown eye. I was really working my swollen. Those were amazing. I just dreamt of pressing her boobs tightly always. Her white milkish thighs make me mad whenever I see them.After having dinner we all slept but I started thinking how to get chance to fuck Ruchi. Next day I got to know my office is closed due to some accident hence I was at home. My wife is also office going girl so she dressed up and went for office. Now I and Ruchi were alone in house. She was very frank with me as she knew me before marriage. She is a fashion designer.